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By Dove, www.TarotwithLove.com  Seriously, I noticed those “possibly related posts” the other day, and immediately thought, “Icky.”   I wouldn’t mind if it was just linked to my other posts — and that they actually were related.  Not a post about healthy breasts linked to one on peace and creativity *eyes rolling*  Although, now that I think about it, those two could be a good match :)  But all of these outside links to clearly unrelated stuff, and articles that I don’t necessarily align with, or very much don’t…well, that spurred a queasy feeling and thoughts of deleting my whole blog if I couldn’t find the remedy… 

But, yay, thankfully no need for that.  I just found the buttons to delete those most unwelcome links.  Click, click, off they go, and now I’m doin’ the happy dance that they’re gone, lol    Yep, I feel cleanse-duh ;)  I mean, it’s like having someone sling chocolate syrup on your new party dress, heh – sure, more people will notice you, lol, but is that the kind of attention ya’ really want?

So for those who want to tidy-up their own blog in this way, here are the easy steps to the happy dance:

Go to the “Design” button.  Click…  “Extras“  Click…  Check the box that does the deal, while carefully sidestepping their sly and oh-so-subtle nudge toward keeping the syrup on your dress and the supposed benefits therein.  “Save“  Then let the happy dance commence.

Empowerin’, ain’t it?  ;) 

Peace,
Dove

By Dove, www.TarotwithLove.com  That seems to be the theme of the day, Peace  :) 

Things are going well at work and, although there is a bit of a “Tower” thing in my personal life  (my computer recently died of old age, and this is at least part of what the vultures and 411 spoke of), things are still going pretty well otherwise.  This all reminds me of my “Peace Eagle” blog…so many messages all tying together.  The “Tower” energy destroys the old, and then the “the peace eagle” (vulture) represents clearing it all away for a fresh new beginning.

Relative to the peace theme, I recently wrote the following in a comment on my blog, “Talking Trees.” 

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Um, I’m still doing that unfortunately, but I’m not giving up on finding the “cure.”  :)   The thing is, I know the cure, the problem is breaking through the blocks, the subconscious fear, I have about that unfamiliar thing.

I caught myself, (er, actually the Tarot caught me, heh) this morning reaching back to those old patterns — a big bunch of negative thinking.  Letting it override my awareness of the perils in doing such a thing.  So I asked the Tarot about the issue my mind was trying to stir up.  Sometimes the Tarot will totally ignore the question and simply show us what’s really important.  The card I first drew was the 4 of Swords — my mind said, “Peace.”  It’s a card about resting, withdawing after troubles to find healing and peace.  I drew a “clarity” card, the Hermit card.  It’s about withdrawing, getting quiet…  I drew yet another card, Two of Swords.  With that one, very much a “peace” card — especially beside those others, it was apparent that the Universe was advising me to clear out all that negative thinking, and find peace.  So grateful for my Tarot…

If that wasn’t a strong enough message, while getting ready for work and putting my make-up on, a memory of an item I loved as a kid popped into my mind.  A choker that I wore in junior high (the 70’s).  It was a simple suede band, gorgeous deep burgundy color, a cool teardrop-shaped gold peace sign dangled from the center.  I loved it, and as I was wondering why the memory of it came to mind — something I hadn’t thought about in lotsa years, I realized it was yet another message of “Peace.” :)  The Universe really has a lovely way of driving a point home, lol ;)

Then I started thinking about how it was a “choker.”  Hmmm.  Seems kinda contradictory to peace.  Something that chokes — and it “chokes” my throat, 5th chakra — expression.  This seems to be an area in which I’ve long had a problem.  Holding back, choking it back, “swallowing” it all…  No outlet for so many years for a lot of creativity. Having done pretty much nothing in the area of creativity for most of my life, I now wanna do it all … writing, painting, sculpting, web design, photography, filmmaking … 

Years ago, the only time I’ve ever tried this thing called “scrying” — a type of divination — I saw some wild, but very interesting, visions.  Ya’ look into a mirror until ya’ “see” something.  Among the things I saw was an arm that reached out to choke me.  It brought tears when I realized it was my arm.  Oh shit, I’m here at work, in public, and the memory of that is bringing tears.  Okay-okay, doing the eye-fanning thing now, lol ;)

But I’ve made a lot of progress since then, lotsa learning, lotsa growing, and finally starting to express all that held-back stuff, and doing that all-important creating — in those fleeting moments when I can wrestle my resistance to the ground, heh  It’s really just beginning though — I still feel like there’s a volcano of creativity inside me, so much to express, release, create :)  I know that creating thing is so very important for our health and PEACE of mind.  We are meant to create — we are “creators.”  (Little “gods” if you will.)  It is essential for our healing, and consequently for the healing of the world, crucial so as to find true peace, “Heaven on Earth” :)

Peace,
Dove

I started writing this on Saturday, but only had 30 minutes before quittin’ time, so I’m going to finish it now.  It’s a bit of an update on the “411″ or “Magic Monday” thing and all the vultures that came out-of-the-blue a week ago…

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By Dove, www.TarotwithLove.com  Lordy, there’s so much synchronicity here, it’s gonna be a challenge to remember it all.  Okay, on “Magic Monday” I got the number 411…  And then the Vulture totem last Saturday (exactly a week ago)… 

So yesterday was the day, 4-11-08.  Nothing really spectacular happened, but I’ve gotten dates in the past and the “thing” happened the day before or after.  A “spectacular” thing happened today, Saturday, 4-12-08.  The second major car accident next to my workplace since I’ve been here (the first was about a year and a half ago, a Jaguar and a semi, head-on collision…)   That one foretold a major “Tower” (Tarot card) experience for me that began about a month or so later — lasted about 4 months, but had a “happy ending.”  Geez, I’m hoping this one isn’t foretelling anything similar, I’ve been rode hard by those “Tower” experiences in the last few years…  And I just noted that the Vulture is on the Animal-Wise Tarot’s Tower card.  Lovely.  Even so, I’m hoping this one is pointing more toward the blissful end of “enlightenment” and since it seems to be tied to the 411(information?) … and “magic,” maybe that’s the case.  Hmm, nice, I just got a “freedom” message – that’s another interpretation for the Tower card, and healing is yet another.  And all of those are kinda intermingled…

This accident today (Saturday, 12th) I could have been a perfect witness for if I’d just been looking up from my desk — I could see the aftermath perfectly from my desk chair.  But a co-worker actually had to draw my attention to it.  He told me the details.  I noticed the car that had caused the accident was yellow, it was totalled…I could see the front all crunched in.  I focused on the yellow, the color of the third chakra, solar plexus.  Noted that this is where the energy of our “will” is, it also makes me think of the sun (something I feel I’m still not getting enough of for my health/healing).  I found it intriguing that the cars landed almost exactly where all the vultures were swirling last Saturday.  The red car was the one hit, it flipped a couple of times and then landed back on its wheels.  That driver hopped out of the passenger side, seemed okay…at first.  He got on his cell phone and then dropped to the ground.  A guy here said he must have been pumped with adrenaline, unaware he was hurt — the other guy seemed okay.

One fire truck was in my view, it had the number 2 on it.  It reminded me of how I’d been seeing the Two of Cups in the Tarot a lot lately.  That card often speaks of a love connection, but I think it’s been referencing my healing during this time — maybe both.  Hmmm, a reference to healing…is my “will” all crunched up (the yellow car) and/or is this yet another message that I’m not getting enough sun?  And has/does my crunched-up will adversely affect my root chakra (red car, spins wildly, but still manages to land upright)?   Root chakra is about the physical (grounding, health, prosperity).  I’m doing okay at the moment, better than in a long time — but am I just running on “adrenaline” (like the guy who didn’t know he was hurt)?  That adrenaline thing is certainly an issue with me, I’m invariably panting when I arrive to work (from my rush to get here), can’t seem to shake that “need” to feel panicked… Just one of the many “issues” that I feel reflects trauma from childhood…

A few days ago I did have a less earth-shaking ”Tower” experience and I feel this might have been part of the reference to this week (the 4-11-08 message), and I’m in the process of “healing” it.  I had planned part of that for this evening, but kept getting negative signs all day, and this car accident was the final straw.  I called and cancelled my plans.  Ahhh, I immediately felt better — yep, my “gut” was telling me this wasn’t the day for this important “outing” …

Wow, just so much overlapping “stuff” here.  But the trees part of it fascinates me.  Where I had planned on going this evening (but will now be going next week), the route there involves three streets, and I noticed they all have tree names (Ash, Walnut, etc)   That seemed so cool…  So I searched for the symbolic meaning of a couple of them just now and they both are on point as to what’s been coming up in the last few days.  Like yesterday – I did a comment on a friend’s blog, {< — Update:  I had the wrong link for the comment on sacrifice, but it’s corrected now) speaking of the Hanged Man card and sacrifice…  She and I also had an awesome synchronicity the day before 4-11 (on April 10th), see the first two comments.  “Double Magic“? ;)  Another sync with she and I is, well, ”wood” is sort of a synchronous connection between she and I.  Oh, man, there’s so much it’s hard to even write it all here.   I forgot…right after I made the call to cancel my plans for this evening, and felt the relief of doing that, of trusting all the negative “vibes” I’d been feeling about it all day, I looked outside and noticed a license plate on a car parked in our lot that said, “Elm.” :)  Yet another tree.  Here’s the Elm interpretation I found:

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Elm tree symbolism includes strength of will and intuition. During the 18th and 19th centuries, elms were popular as ornamentals by virtue of their rapid growth and variety of foliage and forms. This popularity lasted until World War I when the consequences of hostilities, notably in Germnany, and the outbreak of Dutch elm disease saw the elm slide into horticultural decline. Elm wood is valued for its interlocking grain, and consequent resistance to splitting, with significant uses in wheels, chairs and coffins. The wood is also resistant to decay when permanently wet, and hollowed trunks were widely used as water pipes during the medieval period in Europe.

Source:  http://www.livingartsoriginals.com/infoforests.htm

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Now the place where I was supposed to go (but, again, I cancelled/postponed) was on Ash.  Here’s the Ash symbolic meaning…

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Ash tree symbolism includes sacrifice, sensitivity and higher awareness. The wood is white, strong, and straight-grained. Ash is the timber of choice for production of baseball bats and tool handles. The wood is also favorable for furniture and flooring. Ash is a large deciduous tree with smooth, gray bark on young trees which becomes fissured with age. The leaves are green above, white below, and turn yellow, red, or purple in the fall.

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Two other “secondary” streets were part of this, but I didn’t see them on this site, so maybe they aren’t as significant.  Anyway, I just had a minute to put a bit of this here…  There’s really so much more, like with the stuck door here at work, which everyone tried to fix and no one could yesterday (mentioned it on above-linked blog).  It was finally fixed this morning.  A resistance (mine, it would seem) message…  So it’s all about resistance, will, sacrifice, healing.  But thankfully, the door was finally fixed today :)

OH MY GAWD — I just looked out the window, and in the very same parking spot where the car was with the “ELM” on the tag is a truck and guess what the number is on the license plate :) …  4 1 1 …  I’m talking a couple of minutes, between seeing those two.  So the Universe is tying the meaning of the “Elm” symbol to the 411 message.

This is just PART of what I’ve seen today — the synchronicity is so prolific sometimes.  It’s like it’s growing to a much higher “intensity” in my life.  So awesome, so amazing — the tree symbolism is so cool!  I’m just trying to convey to those who think I dream all this up or something that this life is so magical, but it only becomes so when we open our eyes to it… 

The thing is, I’ve seen things like this for years, but what’s different and so exciting in this moment is the time factor — it’s happening so much more quickly.  Like on “Magic Monday,” I was stunned to see the 411’s just ping-ping-ping like that, within minutes of each other — just like the “Elm” and today’s “411.”  That’s a rush, even for someone who already knows the magic of it all :)

And the more we see it, the more we see it :)  Sorry I typed this so fast, it’s kind of a jumbled mess and sooo much left out, but I just wanted to share the tree thing :) … and the magic.  This reality is not at all what MOST PEOPLE THINK.  It’s in no way mediocre, it is totally magical…we are totally magical.  BUT, the way it works…if a magician (the way the Tarot references us) believes this reality is all mediocre, then mediocre it is – we’re Magicians :)  We always get to choose (will) — and that’s something I “heard” often when I first began to do readings.  “It’s your choice.”  It’s always our choice as to what reality we create.  It really is all just a different kind of a ”dream” :) 

Now we just need to discover why we’re creating a “dream” where we’re manipulated, controlled and enslaved for the enrichment of others – while this amazing dream slips through our fingers…  Hint, it’s all rooted in fear, especially the fear of “death” from this dream, and simply taking it all too seriously…

Peace,
Dove

By Dove, www.TarotwithLove.com  I can hear a choir of certain individuals spewing things like, “Well, I went to public schools, and I did gist fine…self-esteem, puleez.”  Uh, yeah okay.  I have to admit, there’s a part of me that wants to reference such people as well, idiots, but really that’s not necessarily the case.  The fact is we’ve been programmed, brainwashed, into accepting all this controlling crap — and gawd forbid that we should question any of it.  Our school system is just one of our multitudinous controlling systems, but it’s one that packs the biggest punch after religion, in my view.  They grab us when we’re just babes and fill our little minds and hearts with energy (thoughts, beliefs…fears) that governs the rest of our lives…  Read more about that here.  Even as adults, we continue to draw from that energy (both conscious and subconscious) and create our lives with it, with those “beliefs.” 

Dove

From John Gatto’s “Dumbing Us Down”
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In his speech, “The Seven-Lesson Schoolteacher,” Gatto describes the seven lessons that are taught in all public schools by all teachers in America, whether they know it or not.  He writes:

The first lesson I teach is confusion. Everything I teach is out of context.  I teach the un-relating of everything.  I teach dis-connections….Even in the best of schools a close examination of curriculum and its sequences turns up a lack of coherence, full of internal contradictions….Confusion is thrust upon kids by too many strange adults, each working along with only the thinnest relationship with each other, pretending, for the most part, to an expertise they do not possess….In a world where home is only a ghost, because both parents work…or because something else has left everybody too confused to maintain a family relation, I teach you how to accept confusion as your destiny.

The second lesson I teach is class position….The children are numbered so that if any get away they can be returned to the right class….My job is to make them like being locked together with children who bear numbers like their own.…If I do my job well, the kids can’t even imagine themselves somewhere else, because I’ve shown them how to envy and fear the better classes and how to have contempt for the dumb classes….That’s the real lesson of any rigged competition like school.  You come to know your place.

The third lesson I teach is indifference….When the bell rings I insist they drop whatever it is we have been doing and proceed quickly to the next work station.  They must turn on and off like a light switch….Bells inoculate each undertaking with indifference.

The fourth lesson I teach is emotional dependency.  By stars and red checks, smiles and frowns, prizes, honors, and disgraces, I teach kids to surrender their will to the predestinated chain of command.

The fifth lesson I teach is intellectual dependency….It is the most important lesson, that we must wait for other people better trained than ourselves, to make the meanings of our lives….[Only], the teacher can determine what my kids must study, or rather, only the people who pay me can make those decisions, which I then enforce.  If I’m told that evolution is a fact instead of a theory, I transmit that as ordered, punishing deviants who resist what I have been told to tell them to think….Successful children do the thinking I assign them with a minimum of resistance and a decent show of enthusiasm….Bad kids fight this, of course, even though they lack the concepts to know what they are fighting, struggling to make decisions for themselves about what they will learn and when they will learn it…Fortunately there are tested procedures to break the will of those who resist; it is more difficult, naturally, if the kids have respectable parents who come to their aid, but that happens less and less in spite of the bad reputation of schools.  No middle-class parents I have ever met actually believe that their kid’s school is one of the bad ones.  No one single parent in twenty-six years of teaching.

The sixth lesson I teach is provisional self-esteem….The lesson of report cards, and tests is that children should not trust themselves or their parents but should instead rely on the evaluation of certified officials.  People need to be told what they are worth.

The seventh lesson I teach is that one can’t hide.  I teach students they are always watched, that each is under constant surveillance by myself and my colleagues….The meaning of constant surveillance and denial of privacy is that no one can be trusted, that privacy is not legitimate.

Source:  http://www.johntaylorgatto.com/bookstore/dumbdnblum1.htm

 

Free Homeschooling (link from Gatto’s site)